I love tumblr. It’s the only place where I get to post anything I want or what my feelings are when there’s no one to comfort me. Not even my own parents. They NEVER understand my situation or my feelings. They don’t even bother to ask how my day was. Always getting mad at me for one little simple thing. For example, my mom get mad at me when I forgot to put lotion on. When I try to tell them what I think or my opinion, they choose not to listen to me and sometime ignore what I try to say. They never believe me or trust me. I’m the type of person who always make people happy when their sad. But when I need someone, there’s no one there for me. I don’t even bother to put this on facebook because people will think I’m trying to catch attention. Some of my so called “friends” use to be nice untill they become bitchy and ditch me with some other whores. They say there my friends. I have a couple of friends but I only have 4 true friends. Whenever I come home from school, I always look forward to go on tumblr and reblog anything I want or any of my feelings. I don’t have a lot of followers but when someone message me saying that they like my blog and say that I’m pretty and all, it ALWAYS my day.
I'm not a Tumblr famous. I love it when a red number appears above my inbox icon. If someone followed me, I smile and it makes me happy. When I lose a follower, I ask myself why. When someone hates me, only few people comfort me. When I make a text post, I seldom have notes for it. Almost all of my posts are reblogged from other users. When I hold an honesty hour, you can count with your fingers the people who ask. But despite the fact that I have not much follower count, I am proud of my blog. Why? Because the person who is reading this right now chose to follow me. :) I love you followers.